I have electric veins, when bad weather came.
I have a haircut way, laid out for me.
Do you love me now, how can I know?
Spirit's upstairs banging hard on the wall.
Babysitter's in a ball on the kitchen floor.
I don't got a thing figured out, but can't believe in it all.
And I don't want to hear a word about making it difficult.
I heard the altar cave when it said my name.
I have a tent stake way behind my face.
